No More Victim: Love's Dark Turn

was my sister Chloe' s enraged face, h

rah and Richard, watched-my mother holding me down,

Chloe' s selfish whim, her high-risk pregnancy, and ultimately the f

my supposed jealousy and the money

r' s cold voice was the last sound

lying open, the smell of

udio, unharmed, just as

was

propose the trip. Every memory of their betrayal,

hings would

answered, my

tient voice said. "Listen, dear,

ey wanted a pawn, a servant, a scapegoat,

what they wanted, and